People are traveling to the west, starting to steal ginseng fruit

He is still so handsome.

Zhu'er smiled and walked over with the medicine jar, the sound of which was still so clear and pleasant.

"Long time no see, sir."

The words "long time no see" contain so much longing.

She has been very busy studying pharmacology and practicing recently and has no time to come down to earth. Although Laojun did not stop her, Zhu'er was also holding her breath and wanted to learn everything Laojun taught her.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Ji Luo also said with a smile.

"My dear, you have something to do in Tushita Palace, right?"

Zhu'er was very smart and guessed the reason at once.

"Yes, Zhu'er, the God of Dog and I have encountered a difficult plague in the human world. We need plague-eliminating pills to solve it, and we need Zhu'er's help..."

"You are too polite, my lord. Master once said that we should do what we can. I prepared some of these plague-eliminating pills a few days ago. Please wait a moment, my lord."

Zhu'er's Taoist robe could not hide her graceful figure. She returned to the medicine shelf and took out a purple gourd.

The purple gourd is filled with plague-eliminating pills.

Zhu'er didn't stop, she also took out a few gourds.

"My dear, here are some elixirs that nourish qi and blood. Pour them into the well water and it will ensure peace for the area for a hundred years."

Zhu'er carefully explained the usage of these nourishing pills, and the God of Xu was so excited that he listened beside her. He said, "Just one plague-eliminating pill will do. Just dissolve it in water. You can't use up so many pills."

Fortunately, the God of Xu won’t have to worry about this problem anytime soon.

Ji Luo also felt that he had too many pills in his hand, and was worried that Zhu'er would be blamed by Laojun.

"Zhu'er, isn't this a bit too much?"

Zhu'er smiled and said, "Don't worry, my dear. Master is a very good person. He also said that I can use the pills in the alchemy room as I please. Just don't waste them for no reason."

"But this is too much."

Ji Luo was holding several medicine gourds in his arms, some of which were for increasing magic power, promoting blood circulation and strengthening bones, but they were of no use to mortals.

Zhu'er said playfully, "If you can't use all the leftovers, please keep them for yourself. Tushita Palace doesn't lack them."

The green ox beside him grinned at this. "Miss Zhu'er, your selfishness is too obvious!" But there was nothing wrong with this. Now Miss Zhu'er was Laojun's only open disciple. These pills were nothing to Laojun. The resources Zhu'er enjoyed were countless preferential treatments. Giving something to her lover was nothing. Thinking of this, the green ox felt that what he took was still too little. At least Zhu'er didn't take Laojun's pot of Nine Revolutions Golden Pill.

"My dear, please don't worry about these things. It's more important to do your work. Zhu'er will come to see you after she finishes her work."

Zhu'er smiled and held Ji Luo's hand, pushing all the pills into his arms. Now Ji Luo had no choice but to take them.

Zhu'er didn't give Ji Luo time to say polite words and urged him to get down to business.

Ji Luo had no choice but to agree with a smile, and then left the Tushita Palace with the God of Xu.

After leaving the South Heaven Gate and watching the Four Heavenly Kings saying goodbye there, the God of Dog still felt that his day was a little unreal.

But he doesn't have time to waste now.

After Xu Shen and Ji Luo arrived at the village, they asked Ji Luo for a plague-eliminating pill.

"Don't you want to use a few?"

Ji Luo asked awkwardly while holding the big medicine gourd, it was really that Zhu'er gave him too much.

"My friend, your intentions are good, but this divine grace cannot be given casually. Giving one will save a life, but giving too many will actually harm people."

The God of Dog spoke earnestly and in a very polite tone.

Ji Luo then understood that mortals could not bear so many medicinal effects. Zhu'er specialized in this and must understand this principle... Zhu'er was thinking of a way to feed herself the pills.

In the end, among so many medicine gourds, the God of Dog only used one plague-eliminating pill.

Ji Luo was still wondering if Xu Shen needed any other elixirs, but Xu Shen just shook his head like a rattle.

Just now, it seemed that the big guys were easy to talk to, but the person they were talking to was Ji Luo. If it were someone else, they would still be the high and mighty big guys. Xu Shen was very clear about this and had no intention of gaining any benefits.

Moreover, the merit of saving the village is an immense debt of gratitude to the God of Dog.

With the help of the God of Dog, everyone in the village drank the well water, and soon the plague was under control. Even the people around heard about it and ran to ask for a drink of the well water.

Ji Luo left the rest of the matters to Xu Shen, and asked him to help without mentioning himself.

If Xu Shen didn't understand why Ji Luo didn't want so many merits before, now he finally understands that the boss really doesn't need these.

The God of Dog accepted the villagers' worship with a smile. The village chief wanted to build a temple for this immortal. The God of Dog said that there was no need for such a big gift, but he kept backing away and did not stop the village chief's idea.

It’s just like those people who say they don’t want red envelopes during the Spring Festival, but walk away with their pockets open.

P.S. Yesterday I received over 300 recommendation votes, and I paid back two of the three I owed, leaving me with one more. Today I have over 200 recommendation votes, and I paid back two I owed, leaving me with two more. QAQ

Volume 52: Chapter : The Dragon King of the East Sea

The little episode in the plague village did not delay Ji Luo for much time, and the God of Xu also said that this time they would reach the Dongsheng Continent by heading east.

When he came to Dongsheng Shenzhou, maybe because it was close to the East China Sea, Ji Luo felt the fishy smell of the seaside blowing in his face.

This is clearly not even near the sea.

Moreover, the aquatic creatures in Dongsheng Shenzhou are particularly prosperous. Most of the rivers have spirits and are extremely orderly. Ji Luo did not disturb them, but only recorded the existence of these aquatic creatures.

The most commonly worshipped deity in the villages and towns along the way is the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and most of the villages that worship him have good weather and good harvests.

It seems that the incense did play a big role, until it reached a village three hundred miles away.

There are plains and fields near the village, but there are not many crops in the fields and they are not growing well. The villagers who are farming in the fields also look worried.

Ji Luo pretended to be a wandering Taoist priest and went forward to ask some questions.

We learned from the villagers that the annual rainfall in the village has been getting less and less in recent decades, and in the past few years there has not been a drop of rainfall at all.

The villagers wanted to raise money to pray for rain, but they couldn't find a suitable expert.

"Little Taoist priest, do you want to give it a try?"

The villagers looked at Ji Luo with hope.

Ji Luo had not studied the Taoist method of praying for rain in detail, but only had a superficial understanding of it.

So it's not professional.

The villagers didn't force it, but just sighed and said, "Ah, are they really moving away? This piece of land passed down from our ancestors is gone..."

The only thing ordinary people rely on for survival is land. Once they leave their hometown, they become refugees, and their lives are not guaranteed.

The villagers had no choice but to do so. They didn't expect that life would become more and more difficult.

Ji Luo first ran around and found something wrong. It seemed that only this piece of land did not rain.

The surrounding areas are still enjoying good weather.

There must be something fishy about this matter.

Ji Luo returned to the village and found the village chief and asked, "Village chief, please tell me something. It's not impossible for me to try praying for rain."

It’s not that Ji Luo likes to meddle in other people’s business. The good things he did along the way were not meaningless. At least after each thing he did, the scope of the records in the scriptures would become clearer in his mind.

This is also the main reason why Ji Luo was so slow along the way.

In addition to training, it can also help strengthen the scriptures.

The village chief was a little hesitant at first, but after seeing Ji Luo demonstrate his "magic technique", he finally told the truth.

"Alas, Taoist Priest, you may not know that it was our village that offended the Dragon King of the East Sea..."

The village chief talked about the reasons that happened decades ago.

There was originally a family in the village who would go fishing in the East China Sea every year during the fishing season. They had a good harvest, but one year they encountered a storm at sea and never returned.

That family lived a pretty good life, but after the head of the family died, their lives got worse and worse. The children of that family became resentful and cursed the Dragon King of the East China Sea all day long.

"I don't know what happened, but the Dragon King of the East China Sea heard about this and issued a decree, saying that unless the Jade Emperor ordered it, he wouldn't send another drop of rain to the village as punishment... This punishment lasted for decades."

Ji Luo didn't know what to say after hearing this, so he asked, "Where is that family?"

"In the third year, they couldn't stand the rumors and their whole family hanged themselves... After that, the village even closed the Dragon King Temple. After more than ten years of offering incense, the Dragon King still refused to forgive us."

"In previous years, there was some rain, but this year there is not a drop at all."

The village chief seemed even more desperate when talking about this.

People in the village can go far away to fetch water for drinking, but the crops in the fields need water, and the distance is so long that the amount of water they can carry is really limited.

Ji Luo remained silent upon hearing this. How could he explain this matter...

"Let me try to pray for rain."

The village chief was ecstatic when he saw Ji Luo agreed.

"Master, please wait a moment. I will go gather the villagers. Although we have limited assets, we can still raise some hard work fees."

"Hey, hey, hey, village chief, please don't go through all these tedious rituals. It's breaking the rules of my sect!"

Ji Luo quickly stopped the village chief from thinking this way and used his master's sect as an excuse.

Ji Luo discovered that if you say you don't like merits and deeds when you are out, no one will believe you, but if you say your master doesn't allow it, people will not try to persuade you.

The village chief summoned the villagers, and under the command of Ji Luo, the villagers built an altar for praying for rain.

During this time, Ji Luo was flipping through the collection of books and observing them carefully. The villagers felt much more at ease when they saw that Ji Luo looked like a master. Although this Taoist priest was young, he should have real skills.

In fact, Ji Luo was reciting the rain-praying ceremony and was trying to get help at the last minute.

After writing down the procedures and key points, he stood up and walked to the altar.

Ji Luo did not worship the incense burner. He dared to worship the Dragon King of the East China Sea, but he would not dare to accept it. His master only worshipped heaven and earth, and the earth was just a byproduct. Ji Luo was of course well aware of the taboos of his own master's sect.

After Ji Luo skipped the steps of worship, he started to draw a rain-praying talisman. Fortunately, it was not difficult. After Ji Luo finished drawing it, he wondered what to do if he didn’t prepare the things for praying for rain?

The villagers definitely don’t have any spiritual objects.

To pray for rain, one needs to use spiritual objects to cast talismans. The more spiritual the object is, the more obvious the East Sea Dragon King’s perception will be.

Ji Luo thought for a long time and took out the Seven Star Sword.

Is the identity of Emperor Gou Chen enough?

So Ji Luo pressed the Seven Star Sword on the rain-praying talisman, pointed his finger and the rain-praying talisman began to burn.

"rise!"

Noon.

The Dragon King of the East Sea was sleeping soundly when he suddenly heard a sound like a bronze bell ringing in his ears. The deafening sound made his head numb.

Who the hell uses this kind of magical object to pray for rain?

The Dragon King of the East Sea was angry, but he did not dare to neglect it.

Can ordinary people produce such a spiritual object?

Then the Dragon King rode on a cloud to the place where he was summoned.

After Ji Luo completed the procedure, dark clouds immediately gathered in the sky.

“The wind is coming!!!!”

The villagers began to cheer.

The village chief was also in tears. After so many years of praying for rain, this was the first time he saw any response!

After Ji Luo sensed some movement in the sky, he told the village chief not to panic, and then he flew up to the sky on a cloud.

As soon as I came up, I saw the Dragon King of the East Sea wearing a brocade robe, with shrimp soldiers and crab generals following behind him.

When the Dragon King of the East Sea saw that the visitor was a young boy, although he knew that he might be from a famous family, he also wanted to show off his elder's reputation.

Before the East Sea Dragon King could speak, Ji Luo politely said, "I am Ji Luo, a disciple of the Great Immortal Zhenyuan of Wuzhuang Temple. I have something to ask, and I wonder if I am disturbing Senior East Sea Dragon King."

The Dragon King of the East Sea staggered, and seeing that the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in front of him were about to speak to maintain their dignity, he quickly gave his men two slaps on the head.

Then he said with a smile: "Hello, young friend! It's better not to call you senior. It's not a bother. The weather is nice today. It's nice to come out and enjoy the breeze."

Seeing the expression on the face of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals nearby immediately shut their mouths and listened obediently.

P.S. This is the second extra update. Yesterday, I also got over 300 votes! That means I still owe two more updates. I can still take a day off this month. Could you all vote more so I can sleep through the ten updates I owe? Sleeping makes daily updates so relaxing!